What Are We Insane?

I bet you are wondering why I have a huge photo of Jessica Simpson on my blog. Well I am just commenting on a story I just read. I am sure you have heard the talk of the tabloids saying that she is now fat. So since she doesn't squeeze into a size 2 anymore she is fat? I look at this picture and I definitely don't see someone who is considered fat. I say she looks more like any regular woman you would see at the mall or in the grocery store. Who are we as a society to tell people when they are acceptable or not. Obesity is one thing where it is for your health to lose weight. Besides, high waisted paints don't always flatter your figure anyways. And we wonder how people become anorexic or bulimic. I think it just makes all us normal women who are not a size 2 feel better about ourselves. So I say thank you Jessica. Even though my husband thinks you are the hottest thing on the planet, I think I can get over it.

Shower (opps I mean Luncheon)

I just wanted to let everyone know what a great sister-in-law and friends I have. This is my fourth baby and usually you don't get any kind of party for that. By that time you pretty much have everything you need anyways. But they still threw together not a shower as Sally put it, but a luncheon in our honor. I forgot my camera and I wanted to shoot myself when I realized this. I said our luncheon because there are about 4 of us in our church due at the same time. So three of us got celebrated at once which was really fun. Just a bunch of big bellies walking around the place. They served Mexican food and it was so good. I love Mexican. And of course there were some presents that were just adorable. I sure wish I had some pictures to go along with this post. I can't believe I don't have any considering I post almost everyday. I will have to make a special holster to carry it around. Let's just hope I don't forget it when I have Hailey. That would really stink.

I Don't Wanna

So lately I have been having this whole attitude of "I Don't Wanna" about everything. I was so gung-ho about two weeks ago about cleaning and getting things ready. Now I just don't wanna do nothing. I am lucky that I can roll my huge butt out of bed in the morning to do my walking. The only reason I probably even bother is the fact that I can't sleep and laying there any longer just makes me anxious. So I get up and walk at least to get up and do something. But making breakfast for the kids, not really feeling it. Cleaning my kitchen and bathrooms, not my favorite thing to do anyways has fallen to the wayside. Even dinner is such a chore. Nothing sounds good to me anymore, except Panara, and I can't have that every night. Then to leave the house, since it is cold outside and slippery I have to forgo the flip-flops which are about the only shoes my fat feet will fit into. I do have a pair of brown shoes that still fit and so I have to try and maneuver around my belly to put them on and tie them up. I have to rock my body to get up from the couch or any other seated position. Then my poor husband, who has been deprived of his marital privileges has been without for a while. I try to feel sympathetic, but I can't even begin to feel inclined in that direction. So the only place I have found myself lately is with my movies, books and my blanket located conveniently on the couch. Which looks something like this...

So if I can just get myself off of this couch and doing something productive....hmm well I do have to do grocery shopping tomorrow with all three kids because school is cancelled once again. I am pretty sure after that little adventure I will find myself back where I belong...doing nothing.

Can I have More?

I know this is my third blog of the day, but when you are iced in your house with three kids you have to find some way to amuse yourself. I got this idea after lunch today when both my boys keep asking for more food. I keep thinking about what my parents keep saying, about watching your grocery bill climb when you have boys. We actually did a smart thing and joined Sam's Club and go monthly to stock up on snacks and large items we use a lot of. I can't even tell you how many times a day the boys ask for a snack. It seems like they are always hungry and don't worry they never let their food go to waste or Lexie's for that matter. Last Saturday we went to Wendy's together as a family for lunch and both boys got a hamburger and their own fries. They both scarfed them down and asked if they could have another one. When it is just me and the kids I will always willingly go and get another burger for them if they ask. After all, they are just a dollar a piece and I don't ever think it will break us. But my husband the cheapskate tells the boys no that they don't need two hamburgers. I remember my brothers scarfing at least two burgers each growing up. Doesn't Corey remember eating his mom out of house and home? I guess what really brought this up and is when I made two whole boxes of mac and cheese both Logan and Gabe ate a big bowl and asked for seconds, to which I cleaned the pot out. There was nothing left, and they still asked for more after the second bowl. Now if only I could get them to ask for seconds on fish or stew, now that would be a nice change.

Tagged from Sarah, Random Things About Me

1. I love chocolate to a fault. I was so thrilled to hear that Dark Chocolate is actually good for you, now I don't feel so guilty when I have some now.

2. I get really annoyed when I can't go the speed limit when I drive. I get frustrated and often act irrationally. Road Rage....maybe just a little bit.

3. I am sorry, but on movies when there is a fart scene I can't help but giggle. I know how old am I anyways?

4. I have this thing for bad breath. I just can't seem to be near anyone who has bad smelling breath. And for some reason lately my kids and husband have fallen in that category. I think I have made the kids brush their teeth at least five times a day. Anyone got a mint?

5. I have always wanted to go to Europe and see Italy and Scotland. I hope that one day I will be able to go. Seeing it in books and on TV just aren't the same.

6. I actually love really old stuff. I love going to museums and looking at stuff that used to belong to someone a long long time ago. I think it is cool that I can touch something that was around 400 years ago. It blows my mind.

7. I am terrified, really terrified of heights. Even if I see a picture or a movie with a cliff and they are looking over my heart accelerates and I get sweaty palms. Let's just hope I don't ever have to jump out of an airplane.

8. I love a good romantic storyline and I have found myself planted on my sofa at 8:00pm on Sunday night for Masterpiece Theater.

9. I have had braces twice in my life. Once when I was 6 and I had to correct an under bite and then again when I was in high school because I still had baby teeth.

10. I have never broken anything, but I did have to get stitches above my eyebrow for running into the corner of the wall when I was little.

11. I hate shrimp. I try to stomach the other kinds of seafood, but for some reason shrimp reminds me of a cockroach and so I just can't do it.

12. Corey wanted 8 kids when we first got married and I wanted 5. Notice how our expectations have dwindled to an even 4.

13. I am punctual to a fault. I hate when people are even 5 minutes late and I have to wait. To me 5:00 means 5:00, not 5:10 or 5:15.

I am not tagging anyone in particular, but if you want to you can do this as well.

Not Another Ice Storm

I woke up this morning early of course and decided I would check the weather on the news before I would head out to the gym to get my walking in. I turn on the news and they say the roads are horrible. And I also find out that they cancelled school for today...yikes. But last month when we had some ice I thought the roads weren't that bad and I still ventured out every morning for a walk. Corey never says anything about my adventures while being big and pregnant. I climb in the attic for a bin, he doesn't reprimand me. I paint and move huge pieces of furniture and again no reprimand. So I called my mom because she always has to drive in early in the mornings for work. I mentioned that I was thinking of driving to the gym to walk and I got an earful. What if I skidded off the road and I had to walk to get help 9 months pregnant on icy roads? What if I fell just walking into the gym from the car on the ice? That got me to thinking, yeah probably not the best idea when you are 9 months pregnant to do. So I stay home, and when my husband asked why I didn't go to the gym and I told him. His response, "well you could have just taken my cell phone, you would have been fine." I guess some people get the sympathetic husbands but I must have missed out on that trait.

Now I have to figure out what I am going to do to entertain the kids ALL day long. I contracted this horrible chest cold from Corey on Sunday and I haven't slept at all for the past week. So my nerves are pretty much shot as it is. Let's hope that I can get creative today for once in my life!!!

Going to Get a Little Political

Sorry if you are a huge fan of Barack Obama, but I have to say something about some of the things I have witnessed just since he was sworn in. I have been really hoping that he will do a good job and get this country back in shape. I was the first one to think about forgetting which political side you are with and just joining together to make this country greater. I thought all was off to a great start until I read the headline that Barack just waved the hold on federal funds that help with abortions. Great I think. All these innocent little babies are going to be killed just because we get a Liberal president. My heartaches just thinking of my own baby and how women all over take it in their own hands to murder their unborn children because it was an inconvenience. Yes I know I know what about rape and other such cases. Blah Blah Blah, realistically those are few and far between. I think they use this as an excuse for most of the women who just mess around and are not careful. They find out they are pregnant and don't want to deal with the consequences. I really hate abortion. If you look online at some of the pictures of what the baby looks like after an abortion it would make you sick. Before you know it, he will pull for same sex marriage in all states and we will have lost the sanctity of marriage as well. If this has happened only after a couple of days in office I hate to see what our nation will be become in a couple of years. But then again, I guess these are signs of the times and just a reminder that we all need to take a look at our lives and get things in order. Sorry if I have offended anyone who is a huge fan of our new president, but I can't just sit back and keep silent about something I hugely oppose to. I also realize that Clinton did the exact same thing and this is not something new. But with the whole nation looking to him and watching him, did he really have to do that so quickly?

36 Weeks and Can't Sleep

Guess what people!! You get another gripe email about my pregnancy. Hang in there, only three more weeks and then it should stop. I will finally be 36 weeks this weekend and since I plan on having Hailey induced at 39 weeks, the torture is almost over. My doctor decided to take a vacation next week so that means I don't even get to be checked for dilation until week 37. I pretty much know what will happen. I will be slightly effaced and of course dilated to about 3 or 4, but I will stay that way until I get induced. This is all just a brave guess on what has happened in the past. I am happy to announce that the baby must be starting to drop because my ribs don't ache nearly as bad as they used to. My heartburn and indigestion is gone and so it makes things a little more bearable.

Ok enough about that, my real complaint this time is not being able to sleep. Yes I know all you mom's out there know about this insomnia, but I honestly did not have this much trouble with the other three. I wake up uncomfortable and with my hips just aching horribly. I stumble out to the couch trying to find comfort there only to sleep for about 30 minutes and wake up again. So I stumble back to bed, nudge Corey because he is usually snoring so loud and try to fall back to sleep again. It is an endless cycle and I am ready for it to end. I guess I am getting prepared to deal with Hailey waking up all night for the next couple of weeks. It should be no problem after going through this. So add me already moody with no sleep and you get a monster. My kids have experienced this already today. I have to sit down and remind myself that I have control over how I act.

Now to end on a positive note. Hmm, well I am almost done that is a definite positive. I actually dreamt about Hailey last night, except she was a he. My friend Danielle keeps telling me they are taking bets on how long I will breastfeed. So with that on my mind I guess I conjured up a dream about breastfeeding (my son in my dream). I actually did it with no problems in my dream and it seemed so easy. Maybe I was just getting myself pumped up for the challenge. I had a hard time trying to breast feed with all three, so I am going to really try and succeed this time. Plus we won't get free formula so it would really save us some cash as well. Plus I am so grateful that Hailey has been healthy and strong, this pregnancy has been a textbook one with no complications and I have the most supportive husband in the whole world. My life really is pretty good!!!

Same Old Same Old

I wish that I could say I had some sort of exciting news since I had another Dr. appointment today. But alas, my pregnancies are just so darn normal and uneventful that I have nothing to report. I hate it when I have nothing to blog about and I have the same entry for days at a time. Hailey's head is down and in the go position, I am measuring right on and my blood pressure is how did she say it "fantastic" so instead of coming back at 36 weeks my doctor decided to give me another two week stretch. Which is fine by me. I hate driving almost 20 minutes to the doctors and fighting all the traffic down that way. I will say that Corey is planning a boys vacation the first weekend in February to Atlanta to see our good friends Sarah and Clayton and I have already warned him that I will be 38 weeks along. He doesn't seem to worried about it because I seem to hold onto my babies pretty well. I just said that if I happen to go into labor that weekend and deliver without him I will have to lay the smack down when he gets home. Thank goodness I have mom living close by so I won't be alone in the delivery if that should happen.

Nothing on Corey's job either so I will just say it is swept under the rug at this point. When and if we hear anything I will post, but let's just assume I said nothing at all. So to either your dismay or pleasure we could be here a little longer.

I am also really aching to get my Weight Watchers underway. I am so tired of feeling frumpy and opening my closet to see my skinny jeans collecting dust. Please let me breastfeed this time so that I can speed the weight journey along.

And as a last thought can I say I am so tired of Logan growing out of his clothes. He now sports high waters to church and the other night he asked me why his pajama bottoms were up around his shins......I know I need to go buy some longer pants but I just keep thinking in a couple of months spring will be here and then he will just be wearing shorts anyways.

Boy's Room

At least I can say that something good came out of all this mess that we are in. The Realtor came in and told me some things and hints of things that might need to be changed to improve the look. Thank goodness I got a thumbs up on my living room because I was not about to touch that. The boy's room had one wall blue where I was deciding what to do with it. Of course I was so tired and sore after painting that one wall I just left it for awhile. But I got into a fix it mode on Saturday and got my butt in there and painted that wall back to the same color as the rest of the room. What a difference. It looks so much better. I had to prime it because the blue was so bright and then do two coats of the other color. We also had to move around furniture and re stack the bunk beds which was no easy task in itself. It took me all afternoon and I was so sore by the the time it was all said and done. But now I am satisfied with it and can leave it for now. I also have to change up our bathroom, because apparently houses with blue and green walls don't sell as fast. So we have to paint the whole bathroom as well. But my dear mother and even my sister-in-law Tiff have volunteered to paint it for me so at least that will help out. But I just thought I would show you how much better the boys room looked now.

The dreaded blue wall. I know it looks horrible. Plus both beds apart took up the whole room.

It was just a jumble of mess in there. The dresser in front of the closet was a pain too.

aww so much more space and the blue wall is history. I stuck a dresser at the end of the bed and that made the room so much roomier.
Yeah!! I finally got the TV off the ground.

Up in the Air

So I guess things keep changing on us and I am just about ready to pull my hair out. So we basically hear that Corey has it, only for him to hear that there is a chance that he won't be going to CA and they will let him know for sure on Monday. So here I am already signed with the realtors and we find out we might not be moving afterall!!! I am about ready to pull my hair out. I am hopeful that if we do end up staying that they will void that contract I signed today. Corey says I should just relax and not get to stressed out. That we will find out either way soon enough. Well dang it, I want to know. He interviewed for the job, did he get it or did he not? How hard is that to answer. Don't they know we have a house to sell if he does get it? So stay tuned, because right now we have no idea what is going on.

Big News

Sorry the picture is so small, but I think you get the general idea. Corey has been given a great opportunity with his company and so we will be moving to Visalia CA in a couple of months. We have known about the possibility for awhile now, but it looks like things are a go. I have always told Corey that CA was the last place that I wanted to live. It looks like I should have not said anything at all. Thank goodness they will not need him for another couple of months. That gives me time to have the baby here and to sell our home. I am more stressed about selling our home than having the baby. But I have looked at the pictures of Visalia and it looks so beautiful. It is so close to mountains and is not a huge city. I don't know why I get to handle all this change at once but I am certain that it will go well. We are excited for a fresh start and the opportunity this will give Corey to excel in his job. I will be sad to leave my family behind and also all the good friends that we have made. But we do know that Hilti's headquarters are located here in Tulsa so the possibility of us eventually ending back here is pretty good. So please could everyone keep us in their prayers to sell our home during these tough times.

Logan's lost Tooth

For the past couple of days Logan has been pointing out that he had a big tooth moving in behind a little tooth on the bottom. I knew it would come out soon and I told him if it was still in by Sunday we would have Grandpa pull it. But this morning after brushing his teeth he told me he found it in his mouth. So this makes number three for him. He still has his front teeth so I am waiting for when he finally loses those. But now the excitement of the tooth fairy is lingering and I don't think she has any cash today. I guess she might have to make a stop somewhere to get some change.

And as a side note I ran Andy by Corey and he will not give. So it will stay Hailey. Although I really liked Andy I need to meet him halfway, considering he didn't like anything I picked out before.

Dr. Appointment

So I am 33 weeks and I had a doctors appointment today. Everything is looking really good I suppose. My weight gain was horrible. I was hoping to keep it under 35 pounds this time, but it looks like I will be going with the usual 40 that I have been doing with every pregnancy. Oh well, the nurse tried to make me feel better. Told me it was no big deal, that most pregnant women gained a lot during the holidays. I guess if I only gained 5 pounds more than I would be within my 35 pounds goal range. Possible, but I guess we will see. Blood pressure was really good. Must be all that walking I do in the mornings. So I am measuring right on and her head is down still. That is great news. He said when I come back in two weeks we can talk about an induction date if I haven't already gone by a certain time. I have already made up my mind to go till my due date. But I am telling him that I don't want to go over my due date. So, I am hoping since my due date is a Monday then I can plan on that Thursday before. That is still aways off, but you can never tell what is going to happen with these things. Sorry there was nothing dramatic to report. I don't even have a ultrasound picture to post. But 7 weeks doesn't sound that bad does it!!!

P.S. I have also had a last minute idea about her name. I was so set on Hailey, but I find I really like Andy for a girls name as well. I will have to lobby Corey to see but I thought that Andy Sophia still sounded really cute. Any thoughts on that name? Which do you guys like better?

What we did this weekend

This weekend was very busy for us. More so for Corey, but I try to stay busy as well. On Saturday it was in the 70's and although I know that Corey would have loved to play golf, he actually worked on the house. We have some projects that need finished up and he had a friend of his Darrell come over to help him. I am not exaggerating when I say Darrell can do it all. He installed our gas water heater for us, moved a light in the bathroom wall, replaced the fan/heater in the bathroom. Helped us figure out why the roof was leaking and how to fix it. Plus he has helped us figure out what to do about the rough idle on our van. I told him if we ever moved I was going to pack him in a suitcase and take him with us. It has been good for Corey because he has been learning all these useful things for later. But he didn't let the kids off easy. He put them to work cleaning the van out. It was so cute to see them working away. The van did look really good, except for the smeared windows which Lexie cleaned with Clorox. But that can be cleaned up quick.

Lexie cleaning the van with Clorox. I have no idea why Corey gave her this to clean with. To him a cleaner is a cleaner.

Here are the boys taking turns vacuuming. They look so cute. Notice Logan pointing out a spot for Gabe to get.

On Saturday night I decided to put some foam rollers in Lexie's hair. My mom used to do this to me and I know that it makes really tight curls, but Lexie's hair will not hold a curling iron curl for anything. She complained that they hurt her when she went to bed, but I told her it would be well worth it. You can imagine how she looked Sunday morning. But with some combing and separating I pulled the front back and she looked like a little doll. It was so cute. This is Sunday night when I finally took the top down of her hair. Corey just thought she looked so stinkin cute he wanted pictures. And I have to admit she was pretty cute.

Don't you just love the goatee? I love it, but Corey says he will have to shave it for a meeting with his boss this coming week. I was a little bummed, but I guess he can always grow it back.

New Pregnancy Complaint

So I know everyone, especially my husband and mom, are tired of hearing the endless complaints of being pregnant. I think it is wonderful of them to let me rant and rave and try to sympathize. Corey has no idea what I am feeling, but at least he attempts to try and pay attention to my whining sessions. Thanks to genetics I am severely short waisted. My ribs basically sit on top of my hip bones, so that gives you the general idea of what I am about to complain about. Now that Hailey is bigger and the doctor has already determined she is head down, she likes to stick her feet into my ribs. Now this is not just a little tickle on the bottom one, no my stinker likes to plunge her feet deep into the middle of my rib cage and keep them there. I have a steady stitch in my side all day long. I have read where you are supposed to sit up straight to give more room, but I have no more room to give. So at night along with my hip aching I also get a nice jab in my right rib cage. And with still around 7 weeks to go I think it will just get worse. So if you see me walking somewhere and I look incredible stiff and rigid, I am probably trying to walk taller to give more room. At least I can finally say I am due next month.